Age of Adepts

This is a huge estate located 30 miles west of Sturg City.

At the beginning of the night.

The Rose Manor is lit and full of guests.

As for the small square with the central fountain in front of the estate, it was filled with aristocratic carriages from several surrounding cities. A noble lady and lady dressed in precious fur of all colors walked out of the carriage, accompanied by a gentleman in a gorgeous dress, and walked proudly into the estate.

At the doorstep of the estate, a row of waiters' gown pens were strong, behaved in a decent manner, waiting for guests to arrive, and from time to time loudly reported the visitor's long list of distinguished titles.

Leicester? Victor stood silently on the top terrace of that three-story small building in the heart of the estate, shaking gently with a glass of truffled wine in his hand, leaving scarlet, bloody pulp swimming in the glass to escape the sweet, intoxicating scent of blood.

This truffle wine is hand formulated by one of the most famous Ritofink masters of the Vic family, using the sweetest virgin hearts and blood and pine manna collected on the edge of the silent Great Forest, mixed with more than a dozen jasmine, rose and rose pollen.

Such a blend of truffle wine is the ultimate luxury for the vampire family, so its price is simply not affordable for ordinary vampires, and only top vampires like Lester can enjoy it as a daily pastime without changing colours.

Lester is tall, handsome and looks like he's only thirty years old.

He had high nose and deep eyes, a pair of eye pupils were red, pupils were golden, and a dark brown, slightly curly long hair spread over his shoulders. The lines on his face appeared slightly rigid and neat with two sophisticated and perfect beard combs, while the exposed skin was the pale colour that all nobles dreamed of.

He is wearing a fine black dress with a tailored fit, smooth and smooth fabric that feels great and is pricey at first glance. And his dress was lined with a metal chain in his pocket, which seemed to hold a pocket watch.

Just as he stared at the crowded venues and the dancing floor beneath him, a clear man sounded behind him.

“Lord Count of Lester, guests have arrived and are awaiting your arrival. ”

The arrival was precisely the host of this rose manor, Viscount Ntia of the Vic family.

The Vic family, as an ancient family of vampires, divided the vampires within the family into five classes according to the ancient rites: the 'Duke of the Horse'. The Duke corresponds to step 4, the Marquis corresponds to step 3, the Count corresponds to step 2, the Viscount corresponds to step 1, and the Baron corresponds to the Quasi-Wolf.

As for below the quasi-wolf, it is not counted in the family tree of the Vic family at all, and once he dies, even a name cannot be left behind.

Because of the advanced nature of the vampire clan, they are destined to practice in a completely different way than ordinary wizards. Chasing the blood of the strong is their instinct and their only way to strengthen themselves.

Sucking the blood of ordinary people can only sustain their lives, and only sucking the blood of powerful creatures can make them strong. So they are also one of the groups that have the closest contact with ordinary people in the Territory.

In the heritage of the Vic family, every large estate holds a grand carnival from time to time. Such banquets also invite the dignitaries of the surrounding cities, especially for the ladies and ladies, which is the best opportunity for them to come close to the Lords.

Normally ignorant city well dwellers may have a great fear of vampires, considering them monsters who consume human blood and demons who spread death. But these local dignitaries belonging to the Vic family don't think so.

They live in a territory dominated by a family of vampires, and they can only devote their talents and abilities to these gentle, exotic wizards.

After spending a long time with each other, they naturally find that vampires are not as terrible as the underlying rumors.

Vampire wizards, like them, need to eat and drink, need to live, need a lot of servants to serve.

And one of the biggest attributes of vampires is their ability to stay young forever. Even if you can't be a vampire, if you become a vampire's blood slave or a cheaper derivative, you can slow down life's aging and make young men and women more handsome and beautiful.

If the vampires are demons, they are also demons that spread beautiful and immortal looks!

For such demons, after overcoming their aversion to blood, they become so intimate and fascinating.

And so the vanity, the fantasy of staying young forever, the noble ladies and ladies fell in love with this carnival. At a banquet like this, if they are fortunate enough to be seen by a VIC guest and have a small bite, she will be the object of the pursuit of all the noble ladies of the surrounding hundred miles.

Who cares, though, if she may ever be the blood slave to the other side? With youth, with identity, with the loss of some little freedom, what's the point?

So suddenly it was heard that the rising family star of the Vic family, Lester, had arrived at the Rose Manor, and almost all the somewhat prestigious places within two or three hundred miles could not wait to arrive.

And they bring all the women in their families, whether they are mature and full of noble women, or noble young ladies with soft tongues, or specially trained beauties… the top is so magnificent, the top is so beautiful, the top is so charming.

On such occasions, the male guests also approached the preferences of the vampire clan, a dress pencil, a gentle and elegant look of the family's history. Pale face, elegant temperament, dew's pointy teeth, and a highly unpredictable smile...

I can't help it. I hear there's going to be a high-ranking Viscount from Vampire Castle at the party tonight. This… is also a great encouragement and excitement for a large group of male guests!

So when Lester looked calmly at the fake, calm face in the ballroom, the full and lacking body. Not only has he not provoked any bloodthirsty 'lust', but he has also not provoked any interest in their falsehood with the serpent.

“Has Rose come yet?” Lester gripped his delicate beard over his lips with his hands and asked coldly.

“Lord Rose is done! She seems to love today's banquet…" Viscount Ntia, as the next vampire in the Vic family, can only politely warn in this way.

Lester quickly found Viscount Rose in the eye of the storm in the ballroom, reminded by Entia.

This is a beautiful and delicate woman wearing a pure black evening dress.

She has a face as clear as an ivory, a tall nose beam, rosy lips, and cute red eyes. Her long dark brown hair spread across her back, with a long waist. A shocking white of snow on his chest, illuminated by bright magic lights, looked so high.

As the center of the banquet's attention, a dozen handsome young aristocrats, tough as stars, surrounded her like the moon, did not know what jokes to say, teased her to laugh back and forth, slutty and evil charm.

Lester's gaze seemed to be perceived, and Viscount Rose's blood eyes sparkled with laughter, separated from the heavy crowd, hundreds of meters apart, and ran into her remotely.

Baroness Rose held a wine glass in her hand with a slight smile on her delicate face and seemed to salute Lester at a distance. But the young aristocrats around her apparently did not understand her intentions and thought that the beautiful and evil Duchess was responding to her request and drank up with exhilaration.

Today's banquet is not being held to entertain their blood-sucking nobles, but to bring in a hint of aristocratic union.

Since Lester's promotion to the second rank, his status in the family has gradually risen, becoming a powerful faction. In this case, the elder of the family was eager to find a suitable vampire bride for him.

And the preferred target, of course, is to be chosen from the top female vampires!

So Rose, a high-end actress from another vampire family 730 miles southwest of Vic's Blood Castle, was chosen.

Although Rose is currently only a first-level elite, she is only 103 years old and is also a good candidate for the family's second-class vampire promotion.

So putting two levels of Lester and one level of elite Rose together can dramatically bring the relationship between the two great vampire families together. By then, if they can be united, they can definitely take the family to the next level and become the most famous family of vampires in the south-western part of Scanditalin!

So today's banquet is actually a meeting arranged by two big families of vampires, and these invited nobles are simply the companions and backgrounds of the ballroom.

To be honest, Lester's heart is also very resistant to this feast today.

He always felt that it was a conspiracy by some hostile elder in the family.

He had just advanced to level 2, just when he needed to make rapid progress. Forcing him to combine with female vampires at this time and giving birth to pureblood descendants would undoubtedly greatly undermine his potential for development.

Two or three hundred guests of both sexes have gathered in the ballroom at this moment, and the atmosphere of the ballroom has become more and more intense as they gather in a warm conversation.

And this is the time for Lester's master to show up.

Standing tall and tidying up the instrument, Lester suddenly remembered something as she left.

“Where's the female vampire I brought back? ”

“Already locked up in a blood cell under the manor with a lot of extra guards, nothing wrong with that!” Viscount Ntia replied with a smile.

“Well, show her to me. Tomorrow I'm going to find out the mastermind behind her, hum..."

Lester snorted coldly, carrying a glass and walked gracefully to the venue.